Teespring Campaign: It is Still Salad

Please support me by reserving your order on this campaign and also promote it and tell your friends.

Thank you very much 🙂

I’M BACK

I’m probably not going to writing a lot right now. I just want to say that I am back with my book blogging on An Affair With Books. I have decided to use loadaa.com  for a very different purpose , so yeah.  I will be  re-blogging some of my old book related posts here, so don’t forget to check them out thanks.

This is a slow move, so please be patient with me. 🙂

P.S. Book requests are now open at http://goo.gl/forms/pEkWUs6072

Moving to Loadaa.com

So, it has been a long while as my trying to manage three blogs at the same time is not exactly the most creative idea right now for me. It is hard, and I tend to focus on my newer blogs.

Anyways, I have decided to keep my blogging  party on one site. The reasons for my decision include

  1. Managing three blogs is hard
  2. I paid for a domain name for this site, so I kind of own it.
  3. I want to give my blogging life full and undivided attention.

This does not mean that I am going to abandon my book blogging. No. This blog is going is going to be refined. It is going to be me establishing my passion and creativity. This new blog will consist of me writing about what I love and can write about for a long time without getting bored. This blog is going to me be trying to make an income from blogging while sharing my passion and helping people.

I will still blog about books. I love books, but now I will include other things that I love such as technology and living through life.

So visit me at loadaa.com

Thanks

Patience (a.k.a. chidiscosaffair)

Before I Turn Eighteen.

I have realised that I am yet to become what I wish to be. The intellectual one, a well known philanthropist,  a to be Ivy League student, app developer, researcher,  author, entrepreneur, and an inventor. All this are plans that are right now half baked because I have become best friends with procrastination  and have been made me an endangered species  by my excessive use of my tablet. In honest truth, my tablet has been of great help, but I have failed to make use of my intellectual capability.  You might wonder why I am writing this. This post is a checklist of what I am going to achieve before I turn eighteen in December.

Finish my novel before the end of March.
Make my store popular for profit.
Donate part of my profit to help reduce child trafficking  and donate blood pressure checking machines as many have died due to their lack of knowledge that they have hypertension or hypotension.
Code an app or software that is useful to society.
Get a minimum score of 5 on my four Advanced Placement  tests coming up in May.
Be known for something good.
Gain public speaking confidence.
Get several scholarships to go to college and graduate debt free.
Decide what to do with my post-secondary education Computer scienceor medicine. (I really love both ).
Get admitted into my first choice Ivy League University on  early action  or decision.
Work out and gain abs and muscles, but not too much muscles.

This list is not written by levels of priority.  You might wonder that this is a very long list. It is actually,  but I think I have relaxed too much in my past years to slack again this year.  How can I achieve this? Delete some apps from my tablet,  but I will be keeping my social media apps as they are crucial for business success, be organized, trust my intellectual ability, and have a mentality of do it now and not do it later. This will be all for now, but I will still be updating on my successes and failures.  Do you have a list of what you want to do before a certain time, and how you achieve or work towards them? Leave responses below or tweet response to #b418. Tag @chidiscosaffair.

Support my new blog.

Check out my blog The Female Ambiguity. I have not abandoned this blog. I will still post occassional book reviews and poetry, but book reviews will be scarce, as I am not able to make room to read another book for pleasure while juggling with my classes and reading the required classics. I am about to start reading the Death of a Salesman Leave a comment below if you have read this book.

I Am A Female, I Am Not Weak, And I Am Not A Feminist

Hello everyone it’s been like a long time. Right now I am opening a blog called the The Female Ambiguity. This blog is going to be focused on the issues with and faced by the female population, beauty, fashion, lifestyle, etc. I am aiming for it to be a big hit, My goal is for it to be like a haven for females to come to. I am going to try to not make this a blog where we constantly question gender inequality,  I am going to try to make it grow to where there will be forums and advice columns, and if possible turn it into a magazine. Just sharing my dreams. I will need help of females out there with guest posts on female issues, beauty tips, fashion tips, etc. If you would  like to publish a guest post on my new blog you contact me on this blog or you can contact me on my new blog. Thank you guys.

I am Reading The Noticer

anaffairwithbooksheaderI chose the book to read as a 21st century non-fiction for my Advance Placement English 3 summer assignment. I have to read IN COLD BLOOD by Truman Capote too. Has any one read the book? Tell me if you liked it, but don’t tell me about the book.

Big Break

Hello to my readers, followers, and also viewers. I am going to be going on a break to face school work, volunteer, and find a job.

Here is the sweet one, I am going to finish my novel.  WATCH OUT FOR IT 🙂

I’m writing to tell you guys that I won’t be updating with any book reviews for a while to lessen my distraction, but of course I will still be checking on my blog, and writing some other fun post, so actual  book reviews will be rare.

I am writing a story on Wattpad

I Truly Wrote This

Hey everyone, I’ve been trying to write a novel. I was planning to sell it on amazon when I’m finished, but I changed my mind and decided to write on Wattpad to get an audience and the opinions of others.

The book is called My Life by Xita. Right now, I’m obsessed with the name Xita, not like Bieber fever, anyway the name means “rain” in Maltese.

This is a story is about a girl Xita as she tells the story of her life as an illegitimate child resulting from her mother being raped at 17. She’s despised by her mates, looked upon as a disease. Life becomes difficult and complicated as she continues and decisions are hard to make. What will she do when she finds out that there is one person that loves her other than her mom? What will she do when her biological father makes a sudden reappearance begging for her to forgive him? Will she forgive him? He raped her mother, and ruined her childhood and adolescence.

You can read the book on Wattpad. Click here to read

Excerpt of the first chapter:

I was choking from the gut-wrenching and putrid smell oozing from the dark room.

“Do you want some painkiller mom?”

“Uh” she moans and throws up again, and I rush to the kitchen cabinet to get some ibuprofen. Thirty minutes later, I’m in the kitchen hurrying to make some eggs and oatmeal for breakfast. I take a tray to my mom’s room, and set it on her bedside table. I quickly gulp my breakfast and set off for the road. I have to walk really fast to be able to make the first train to 1st avenue so that I will have enough time to walk to school. I walk as fast as my weak legs can carry me because I had stood for too long cleaning up the mess my mom made. I sometimes run. I reach the station as the train door was about to be closed. I walk to the front seat in the train. For some reason everybody avoided the front while I avoided the back. I didn’t want to be a bait to those tired, angry, and hungry people. I pushed myself to the edge of the seat, even though someone two times of me can fit on the seat, and I look out the window as the train moves. I stop at 1st avenue and begin my slow scared walk to school.

This is how my morning starts; clean up my drunken mom’s mess, sometimes make breakfast if there’s anything to eat, catch the first train to 1st avenue, and walk to school as slow as I can because I do not want to be the first student to be in school.

Going to school was my own physical hell that I kept going back to. The teachers were mean, and the students called me names. As I went to my locker to get my books for my second hell, someone mistook a step and hit me, causing me to fall down heavily on my butt, and my books went in two directions. I looked up at the boy that caused me to fall expecting him to give me a helping hand, instead he said, “um I’m…,” and reached out his hand, and I also reached out mine, but he stopped halfway and said

“I can’t touch you.”

He ran down the hallway leaving me on the cold tiled floor with my hand still in the air. I dropped my hand and crawled to pick my books, and I used the lockers as support to stand up. I walked slowly to my next hell with my head in my neck in shame. I felt like a disease as everybody stared at me. Continue on Wattpad.

Note: I am writing this book in series, and I will try to update regularly. I might also post some stuff related to it here.

Again click to read.

 

Busy Life

My life is so busy right now.  So glad school is almost over.